the muse, she teases and eludes me.
Work... real work, has been of the type that has not allowed me the mental excursions that make for story-telling. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a real job, I have a hobby with a paycheck. You see some of the real stuff I do in the texts of my stories. There's a reason I stick with electrical engineers. So while work is fun, nothing like flying offshore, setting down on a platform, and solving a problem in a whole forty-five minutes, I haven't gotten that 'head filled with stories' effect lately.
Doesn't nearly mean I'm giving up, but rather that I am struggling. Like many of you have told me about yourselves, I have an attachment to my characters. I want to see what happens next, just like you do.
So hang on. It's gonna happen.